"Who is this man?" Some people asked in surprise, this is the first time since the competition that Wang Guiwu has been beaten like this.

"The true chief of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, isn't it Miao Daoxin?"

"This kind of strength, you haven't reached the chief of the true transmission yet, and you are a new true transmission disciple?" Some people immediately thought of the last four sects, who had just experienced a trip to the secret realm, and some inner disciples had been promoted to true disciples.

But since he is a newly promoted true disciple, isn't this strength a bit exaggerated? Even if Wang Guiwu was a little careless, no matter how negligent he was, it was unlikely that he would be swept away by a sword like this.

"It's the tenth true legend of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, and two months ago it was only the last true legend of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, but by challenging Zeng Zaiwen, he became the tenth true legend of the new Yuanchen Sword Sect!"

Soon, Chen Fei's information was finally found, and Chen Fei's identity and origin were also known by the surrounding sects.

The information of the true disciples of each sect, and the other sects will deliberately collect it, after all, they are all seeds that may break through to the cultivation realm in the future. Especially in the top ten of the true biography, the probability is greater, and it is within the scope of collection.

In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling looked at Chen Fei on the martial arts field, and always felt that this person was a little familiar, he should have seen it, but he didn't remember where he had seen it.

Feng Xiupu was already standing on the edge of the martial arts arena at this moment, looking at Chen Fei. Next to Feng Xiupu was Wu Guangyin, and after Wu Guangyin stabilized Miao Daoxin's injury, he saw Chen Fei sweeping Wang Guiwu away with a sword.

This scene made Wu Guangyin, who was not prepared, directly stunned.

When he knew that Chen Fei would defeat Zeng Zaiwen and become the tenth true lineage of the sect, Wu Guangyin was already very surprised, after all, Chen Fei's cultivation time for the Chongyuan Sword was too short.

Now that two months have passed, Chen Fei's strength has gone one step further, directly surpassing Miao Daoxin, and now he is beating Wang Guiwu with a sword.

The meaning of this made Wu Guangyin, who had reminisced about it, feel slightly excited.

Qu Qingsheng, the head of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, looked at Chen Fei below, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face. Inside the door, Qu Qingsheng had already noticed Chen Fei, but he didn't expect Chen Fei to give him a bigger surprise now.

On the martial arts field, Wang Guiwu shook his head, slowly stood up, and looked at Chen Fei's eyes, which were full of coldness.

Chen Fei didn't stop it, just watched like this, and let Wang Guiwu get up, his expression full of calm.

"I didn't expect that in the Yuanchen Sword Sect, there is still a number one person like you, but I underestimate you! Now you're qualified for me to remember you, put your name on me! Wang Guiwu raised his head slightly.

"My subordinates are defeated, and they are not qualified to know my name!" Chen Fei shook his head slightly and rejected Wang Guiwu's request.

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Guiwu's eyes widened, he didn't expect Chen Fei to dare to say such a thing, in the roar, Wang Guiwu came to Chen Fei in a few steps, raised the long sword in his hand, and cracked down on Chen Fei's head.

The Tianyue Sword is mighty, as if it is poured from the Tianshan Mountain, and people with a slightly worse mind, just in the face of this momentum, must be timid in their hearts, and their strength cannot be displayed as they wish.

But Chen Fei faced Wang Guiwu's overwhelming momentum, except for the hair in front of his forehead fluttering back, the whole person's expression seemed quite cold.

"This bit of strength, let me die, I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Chen Fei said this sentence slowly, and then the Qianyuan Sword in his hand rolled upward, and in an instant, the bright Qianyuan Sword body had become pitch black.

Chongyuan Sword!

The people around the martial arts arena all looked at Chen Fei seriously. It happened too quickly just now, and they subconsciously felt that Chen Fei would be swept out of the martial arts field by Wang Guiwu's sword, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, they want to take a good look at why Chen Fei can beat Wang Guiwu away.

Is Wang Guiwu too careless, or is Chen Fei really strong enough to be there.

And at this moment, seeing that Chen Fei's swordsmanship was not much different from what Miao Daoxin showed just now, it was just a subtle performance of the Chongyuan sword.

"Bell!"

Everyone still had some doubts in their hearts, and they heard a violent collision sound, and then saw Wang Guiwu, who took the initiative to attack, was actually led by a force, and the whole person involuntarily raised backwards.

"Your strength doesn't seem to be very good!"

Chen Fei stepped forward and took a step, anti-guest, raised the Qianyuan sword, and headed towards Wang Guiwu.

Chen Fei's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Wang Guiwu's heart fiercely. These words that he mocked others just now, Chen Fei actually returned a lot of points, how could the arrogant Wang Guiwu bear it.

It's just that he is at a disadvantage at the moment, so that Wang Guiwu can't even find a reason to refute.

"Ahh

Wang Guiwu roared angrily, Dou Xuanjin ran wildly, and a little bit of blood was actively oozing out of the pores by Wang Guiwu, just in the blink of an eye, Wang Guiwu became a bloody man.

The appearance looks poignant, but Wang Guiwu's momentum is rising in a straight line.

The more serious the injury, the stronger the combat power. Wang Guiwu is to let himself be injured at this moment, to gain more powerful strength, he wants to tear the mouth of this Yuanchen Sword Sect disciple in front of him!

"Boom!"

The martial arts arena trembled slightly, and the two blades were only slightly stalemate, and the Qianyuan Sword directly broke Wang Guiwu's blade, and a sword swept on Wang Guiwu's chest.

"Poof!"

Wang Guiwu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person could no longer control his body, and he was beaten and flew out, and smashed on the ground of the martial arts arena, and the ground was smashed out of a deep pit.

"That's not going to work?"

Chen Fei pointed at the Qianyuan Sword obliquely, and walked towards Wang Guiwu step by step, the expression on his face was as calm as ever.

The Zhenlong Elephant, especially the Zhenlongxiang of the consummation level, endowed Chen Fei with a majestic power far beyond the ordinary cultivation realm. Even if Wang Guiwu has the Tianyue Sword, and even has a technique like Dou Xuanjin, which is getting stronger and stronger, he still can't stop Chen Fei's huge power.

The position of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, some disciples were a little restless. Wang Guiwu was beaten away by Chen Fei in a continuous hard-fought battle. This can no longer be described as a light enemy, it is obvious that Wang Guiwu is not as good as Chen Fei.

The disciples of the Yuanchen Sword Sect looked at Chen Fei's performance and were fascinated. Wang Guiwu, who had just pressed so many true transmissions on the scene, was unexpectedly beaten away by Chen Fei again and again.

If you change the true inheritance of the other three sects, you may be able to win Wang Guiwu, but you will definitely not be able to do such a thing. Because only by crushing can people be beaten like this.

Wu Guangyin, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help but be excited, and patted Feng Xiupu's shoulder, his face could not hide his excitement.

Feng Xiupu didn't speak, but the smile on his face couldn't be controlled. Anyone who has such a disciple will be like this.

What's more, now that the chief of the true sect has been defeated, seeing such a scene, the feeling in my heart is beyond words.

That's what happened.

"I haven't lost yet!"

When Wang Guiwu heard Chen Fei's words, he turned over and stood up, looking at Chen Fei with red eyes. In terms of strength, even if Wang Guiwu didn't want to say it, he had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Chen Fei.

Obviously, his cultivation is the top inheritance Tianyue Sword of the Xianyun Sword Sect, and he has already comprehended it to the depth, so it stands to reason that it is far superior to the Chongyuan Sword of the Yuanchen Sword Sect.

But in the battle just now, it was himself who fell into the disadvantage.

"Then you let me see, how can you win!" Chen Fei looked up at Wang Guiwu, stretched out his left hand, and hooked his fingers at Wang Guiwu.

Just like what Wang Guiwu did to Miao Daoxin just now, Chen Fei is now returned to Wang Guiwu as it is.

"Damn you!"

Wang Guiwu's teeth were almost crushed, no one had ever dared to do this to him, not even the other true legends of the Xianyun Sword Sect. But today, by a disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, how can Wang Guiwu endure it!

"Peng!"

Wang Guiwu punched his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not enough, Wang Guiwu's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he threw several punches in succession, constantly smashing on his chest, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

"Sacrifice!"

Wang Guiwu roared angrily, and the blood on the ground was pulled by a force, floated up, and then burned, turning into a touch of blood and rushing into Wang Guiwu's body.

Not only that, Wang Guiwu's figure lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person was a little shorter. But Wang Guiwu's momentum not only did not decrease, but increased in a straight line.

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A bloody flame ignited on Wang Guiwu's body, Wang Guiwu's face showed a crazy smile, and he looked up at Chen Fei, his eyes full of cruelty.

Some disciples outside the arena inadvertently touched Wang Guiwu's eyes, and their hearts couldn't help shrinking. This is like the eyes of a human being, as if facing a wild beast.

"Senior Brother Wang, this is desperate!"

The position of the Xianyun Sword Sect, Wen Huichao looked at Wang Guiwu's performance, and his eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly. This is the performance of Dou Xuanjin's stimulation to the extreme, first hurting oneself and then hurting others.

It can be regarded as a move to counterattack in a desperate situation, break the cauldron and sink the boat, and obtain the ultimate combat power. However, such a move has extremely serious sequelae, and even if Wang Guiwu can win in the end, he will have to rest for more than half a year before he can recover.

But obviously, Wang Guiwu now doesn't care about this anymore, he wants to tear Chen Fei apart.

"If someone is talking to someone like this in person, how can he bear it with the character of Senior Brother Wang."

"Don't say it's him, none of us can stand it."

"This disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect is really good, it should be regarded as the strongest Yuanchen Sword Sect that I have seen in recent years."

"Senior Brother Nie, are you sure?" Someone turned to look at Nie Haichun.

Nie Haichun, the true legend of the Xianyun Sword Sect ranked sixth, and his strength was much stronger than Wang Guiwu. Of course, it's just strength, if it's more than talent, in fact, Wang Guiwu is even better.

"Let's talk about it when he passes Senior Brother Wang."

Nie Haichun looked at Chen Fei in the audience and said coldly. Nie Haichun didn't like Chen Fei, a disciple of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, relying on a little strength, he dared to be so arrogant, it was ridiculous.